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Lissy Longbottom · 01-15-2021, 11:46 PM

SPOILER!!: Greetings!

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Originally Posted by astrocat

Ash walked "boredly" into the room. Looking bored is what you do when you don't feel emotions, right? Well Ash was feeling emotions, but ignoring them. The only giveaway to her discomfort was her face paling to an extreme degree when she entered the room. "Hello professor." Today is a bad day. Just like every day is. "Are we learning about how muggles are horrible and dumb? Because that sure looks like what we're learning about. Just like we learn every day." And honestly Ash couldn't care. Caring was for people who wanted to feel pain. And Ash didn't want to feel pain. She slouched into a random chair in the front and stuck her hands in her pockets. Were they learning about how muggles were blind or how muggles were dumb? She couldn't decide. And it didn't much matter.

Ashley Fox never failed to darken a room she walked into unhappy.

Poor Ashley was really getting the short end of the stick when it came to her Hogwarts experience. Possession last term, now this? Gabi had to give her props for at least still showing up to classes - especially after the whole LIAR thing. "The lesson isn't really focused on muggles too much today," she assured her, without flat out saying NO. She was here to teach HISTORY, and while she DID have to mention muggles in her lesson, she was planning on brushing past it quickly. Hopefully.

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Originally Posted by NiallNIP

Quinn walked into class clutching his History of Magic textbook. He had already read through decent portions in an attempt to glean some information about the situation at hand—and he did gain some information, but doesn't understand the big picture as of yet. Regardless, he's been able to participate in class a fair bit due to his reading ahead, and he wouldn't be surprised if today was the same.

"Good morning, Professor Recard." Quinn said as he sat down in one of the desks. A thought popped into his head as he did—Professor Recard was also the nurse so... perhaps he could pop by and see her sometime to ask about healing magic? Quinn had read up on that, too, though he hadn't been able to practice any. His wand was supposed to be especially good at it, and perhaps with the help of the Professor he would be able to practice and get at least fairly decent at some of the spells. It would be helpful if... something were to happen.

Quinn looked up at the board—a cyclops, the Loch Ness Monster and pegasi. Would today's lesson be on magical creatures that Muggles knew about through myths and legends? That's what it seemed like, at least.

"Good morning, Mister Kingsley," she greeted the first year as he entered. He seemed to have a positive attitude about the lesson today, which was promising.

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Originally Posted by MadAlice

Violet arrived at History of Magic in plenty of time. Since the rocky beginning of term, she had settled into a routine that worked well enough--and that bothered her. She didn't want for this new Hogwarts to start seeming normal to her. Having recently turned fifteen, she felt like she should had suddenly developed maturity, but in reality it seemed the other way around--her moods changed by the minute, and it was hard to keep her emotions under wraps, which she needed to do with these Inquisitors or whatever they called themselves always lurking around.

"Good morning, Professor Recard," she said automatically as she entered and seated herself. But on looking up at the pictures at the front of the classroom, she had to check for a moment to make sure she was in the right class and not in Care of Magical Creatures.

Gabi felt an extra pang of sympathy for Violet, being that she was one of her Slytherins, and she knew she had been having a rough time with everything lately. She smiled at her gently and nodded. "Good day Miss Blackthorne," she greeted her in return.

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Originally Posted by emjay

"Sup, Professor," Morgan greeted Recard as he entered the class. It was a cheerful greeting, though maybe a little more subdued than usual. It was hard to keep a Morgan down too long, but circumstances really were making a go of it.

He soon took a seat and leisurely sat back in it, his eyes finding the pictures on the board. "Oh, cool," he blurted out, mostly to himself. But maybe class would be interesting if they'd be talking about abraxans, kelpies, and... some sort of troll with one eye? It was no care of magical creatures class, but history of magic could be cool too, depending on the subject of the day.

Gabi chuckled a little at his enthusiasm. "Hello Mister McCarthy," she greeted him as he sat down.

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Originally Posted by Kolyander

Dahlia entered the room with a few minutes to spare. She had a thing with being early whenever possible. Especially now. Being late would definitely not have a good outcome. Not that she had to worry about it since she was early.

"Good afternoon, Professor," she greeted the women as she found herself an empty seat. Slipping down onto the chair she quietly took out her textbook from her bag and set it on the desk along with some parchment and her quill. If she would need them, she didn't know but they were there if she did.

With her things laid out neatly on the desk in front of her and her bag placed beneath her chair, Lia finally looked at the photos on the board. Interesting. Right away she was curious about the lesson but she tried not to let her thoughts get to far ahead of themselves.

"Good afternoon to you too, Miss Donovan," Gabi nodded in reply to the Ravenclaw with a soft smile.

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Originally Posted by ArianaBlack

Before the events of their first Care of Magical Creatures lesson, Kinsay James often went back and forth on how she felt about Professor Recard. On one hand, she never wanted to answer Kinsay's questions, but she was really nice (except for that one time she made Emm cry). Everything was different this year though. Professor Recard SAVED her sister and for that, Kinsay James would be forever grateful.

With that in mind, she always felt a little less on edge when coming into the History classroom. Professor Recad would keep them safe even if Kizzy could tell she looked sleepy. To be fair the only reason why Kinsay had been able to sleep the past few weeks was because of the mega-bed she had made with Emmerson in the dormitory. Did Professor Recard have a best friend? Maybe Kizzy would suggest she make a mega-bed with Professor Varma.

Stopping just in front of the board, Kinsay looked up at the photos for a moment or two before moving to a seat. "Hi." She liked the first picture best. What a silly looking cyclops. "Are we playing a game today?" That would be nice.

"Perhaps later in the class," Gabi said with a smirk at Kinsay as she walked in. She was glad that she seemed to be getting more interest out of both her and Emmerson considering their rocky start last term.

They were all kind of on the same team this year as well, against Rosier and his goons, which probably helped.

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Originally Posted by Inquisitorial Squad

Two hooded figures stood at the front of the room, one on each side of the professor's desk. For now, the pair silently waited, watching.The one at the far end of the room scribbled something down on a piece of parchment while the one closest to the door tapped a wand (twelve inches, yew and dragon heartstring) against their hand menacingly, as if daring the arriving ~~pawns~~ students to give them a reason to use it.

The wanded one soon found that reason in the form of one insolent little mudblood (astrocat). The way she talked, one might think she didn't want to learn why muggles were "horrible and dumb". Then how about a manners lesson instead? A jet of light shot from the tip of the hooded figure's wand, and the child would soon find her tongue glued to the roof of her mouth. She would learn to hold her tongue one way or another. It was for the greater good.

Welp. She'd been hoping for a relaxing lesson, something to take the minds of the children OFF this whole occupation thing - of course that was wishful thinking.

Gabi's jaw tensed and she looked at the hooded figure, taking a deep breath to calm herself before addressing him. "Was that necessary? She will not be able to participate in the lesson like that," she pointed out, although she was sure that the hooded figure didn't care. But perhaps it would work? Get them to reverse it so she could discuss how terrible muggles were at history??

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Originally Posted by LilFox06

Another day. Another lesson. More hooded figures.

It was unfortunately a routine that Valencia was now used to.

"Hello Professor." she greeted as she entered. She then glanced at the hooded figures and took her seat. She dated a parchment for her notes and left two little dots by the date. She wished she knew more about wands because it would be helpful to know if these were people she'd seen before.

Great. Now everyone was going to be nervous as they entered the room. "Hello Miss Phillips," she told her with a smile, tying to ignore the hooded figures as much as possible.

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Originally Posted by kayquilz

Aboli quietly made her way to History of Magic. Recard's exhaustion was duly noted. Aboli felt only emboldened by it, like as a seventh year Slytherin she had to be strong for them. Recard deserved to feel tired - she probably had a lot more to deal with than any of them did.

She also wondered if she had had a chance to talk to Headmaster Rosier yet. At the sight of the hooded figures, though, she decided not to ask and merely gave her a polite bow of the head instead. "Good day, Professor Recard," she said in a stately manner before taking a place near Morgan, who greeted Recard in a way that made Aboli nervous, given the hooded guys nearby. "Be careful there, McCarthy," she offered gently, but without looking at him.

"Hello Miss Song," Gabi greeted the former prefect with a smile, still doing her best to ignore the hooded figures stationed in her classroom like they were expecting chaos to break out.

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Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19

What got her attention the moment the fifth year stepped into the classroom were The Hoods. Almost immediately the anxiousness rose in her. She actually hesitated for a moment to get a grip on herself. “Good afternoon, professor,’’ came the soft greeting, her gaze pointedly on the Head of House as opposed to the hooded figures. Claudine hurried away to select a seat at the very back of the room as usual.

Only then did she take a look at the pictures before the room. Bewildered, she studied them. What in the world were they learning about today?

The fact that even Claudine was worried about the hooded figures was...alarming. The Slytherin alway seemed so confident and to see her hesitant about something was odd.

"Hello Miss Blaze," she greeted her.

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Originally Posted by Felixir

Into the History of Magic classroom strolled Nem, tucking a book away into their bag as they went. "Good afternoon, Professor," they said politely, as they found a seat by the back corner of the room and got their things all set up for the notes they were unlikely to take. Nothing too out of the ordinary in their inscrutable demeanour today, no different from the rest of the term, which was in turn no different from the previous term. They'd noticed, naturally, that the Hug-a-Hoodie brigade were present, but that was hardly surprising at this point, and after spotting them out of the corner of their eye, Nem had gone on behaving like they weren't even there.

Act like you don't see them, but remember they always see you. A general guideline Nem was ostensibly operating by, and one they had seen fit to pass on to their little brother as well, though it probably hadn't been all that necessary. Couldn't be too careful though; the kid was a liability.

With their writing equipment all ready to go and textbook set to one side, Nem looked, not up at the pictures on the board, but in the direction of the window, and waited.

Seemed she wasn't the only one trying to avoid looking at the hooded intruders. "Good afternoon to you too," she said with a small smile at Nem as they pointedly looked away from the figures and out the window instead.

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Originally Posted by SweetPeea

History of Magic.

Not sure what would come of today as she made her way into the classroom for today's lesson. The fifth year kept her composure together as she took a quick scan of the room. Her blue eyes immediately noticing the two hooded men sitting on either side of Professor Recard's desk as she waited for everyone to arrive. Her eyes not lasting on them for more than a mere second, not changing her calm expression as her attention was back on the professor to greet her, "Good afternoon Professor.."

Immediately occupying a seat for herself as she waited for the lesson to begin, noting that she was not too far from her friend Morgan, but did not greet him as she normally would have.

"Good afternoon," Gabi nodded curtly at Faye as she entered. The continued presence of the hooded figures was making her nervous, as it usually did after a while - especially when they flanked her like that! She needed eyes on the back of her head to watch them...

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Originally Posted by Waddles

Comparing the topics covered in History of Magic to Muggle history class was probably the only time Mamie would agree with the Neo-Alliance that magic was better. She briefly hoped for just one class without the hooded scary folks, but was not surprised to see them as she entered the History of Magic classroom.

"Good afternoon, professor," she said, taking a seat next to Quinn.

She eyed the pictures on the board. The Loch Ness monster and...a one eyed ogre or cyclops or something, and some flying horses. What a way to get everyone wondering what they'd be talking about today. Magical creatures in history...could be discussing the Statue of Secrecy. Reasons to abolish the Statute of Secrecy and take over the world, probably.

Gabi had begun to feel a small ounce of relief every time a student who came from a muggle background made it into her class safely, and Mamie was no exception. "Good afternoon Miss Turov," she nodded in greeting towards the girl.

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Originally Posted by Ginevra

Fiona made her way into the classroom. She saw the two hooded figures and thought it was best to carry on as normal and to not say or do nothing stupid. "Good afternoon, Professor," Fiona greeted in a polite but even tone as she made her way to the rear of the classroom. Fiona sat down next to Claudine and that was when she finally took notice of the pictures on the board.

"Hello Miss Jenovick," Gabi greeted the Slytherin as she watched her take a seat near the back.

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Originally Posted by Cassirin

Phoebe was feeling VERY fondly toward the Professor, who had managed to heal her so thoroughly after her last encounter with the goon squad. She smiled broadly at the woman, who actually managed to look casual and relaxed in the face of a very bad term. "Good day, Professor. Wow, Kiz, check it out! She has a picture of you up there," Phoebe pointed to the one eyed cyclops on the board.

And then she spotted the good squad lurking, and Phoebe's shoulders went up as she slunk toward a seat near Morgan. "My apologies for speaking out of turn, Professor." Just learn to shut up already, James!

Poor Phoebe. So impulsive! It had already gotten her in to such trouble, and since they were having to put on a show here...she cleared her throat and sat up a bit straighter. "Just don't let it happen again, Miss James," she told her curtly. Not that she agreed that she had spoken out of term. She didn't care what any of them said to each other as long as they quieted down when class started...but best keep up appearances...

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Originally Posted by SilverTiger

Was she tempted to just skive off from lessons because of how uncomfortable the hooded figures were making her? Absolutely, but Gracelyn felt responsibility for making sure her friends stayed safe too, and that was what had led her to the next History of Magic lesson. There might’ve been a tiny hope that this would be one of the rare lessons not invaded by the Neo-Alliance. Which, she wasn’t entirely sure she understood what was so new about it, since the beliefs seemed the same as what she’d learned from previous HoM lessons or just idle reading. What with it being OWL year and all, although she was questioning if those would be normal now too.

In fact, she wasn’t surprised at all to see the two hooded figures flanking Healer Recard at her desk. By now, the hope was just the spark that kept her going, not a true expectation. “Good afternoon, Professor Recard,” she greeted, also like usual and accompanied by a polite smile, before she found a seat near Faye and therefore also Morgan. The latter of which she silently agreed with Aboli about. The hooded figures seemed to take everything very seriously after all. Keeping their heads down was much better. She’d much rather just learn whatever the healer wanted to teach them, what a cyclops ogre, a kelpie and the Beauxbatons Abraxans had in common.

"Good afternoon," Gabi greeted Gracelyn as the Hufflepuff walked in and took a seat.

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Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl

Bernie came a little ways into the classroom and stopped to read the board/see what clue Recard had for them today. She did enjoy these little hints, and of course the picture of the CYCLOPS!! had her excited. She nearly opened her mouth to make some cheeky rhyming pun about mythology and Homer-runs and riding kelpies all the way to Beauxbatons, but then she saw them.

The hooded figures. Fun ruiners. Big snitches.

Well NOW she couldn't go and say ANYTHING even vaguely Muggle-ish, lest she acquire some stitches from the snitches. Her mouth now set in a firm line, Bernie settled for a mumbled, "Hello HealerProfessor," and went off to find an inconspicuous seat far, far away from the snitch brigade.

Her seat happened to be in the very back, directly next to Nem. Perfect. She might even be able to get a view of their parchment if she angled herself and slouched just right. Who needed to steal answers from Eiji Rasting when Nemesis Upstead, darling little angel-demon, beloved pet of the new headmaster, was available? Bernie even set up her desk JUST LIKE THEM.

What was the saying about imitation and flattery? Ah yes, it was essential to survival at Hogwarts.

Gabi had to admit, she was...a bit nervous for Bernadette this term, giving her general approach to things and the fact that she was muggleborn. BUT so far she had been keeping her head down, which was good and also a relief for Gabi. The fewer kids she had to patch up this term, the better. She nodded in greeting at Bernie as she watched her take her seat.

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Originally Posted by Bumblebee

Jean-Luc entered the classroom noticing the pictures on the board.

Hm. Fun.

"Good morning." The young man greeted the kind professor with a smile the parked himself at a desk.

There were definitely some unwelcomed visitors in the room. This was definitely not the Hogwarts experience he had envisioned a while back.

Ugh, I hate it here.

"Good afternoon, more like," Gabi smiled with a small teasing grin at the Slytherin boy as he came in. Perhaps he had forgotten to wear a watch today and had missed the lunch rush?

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Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow

Cece wasn’t going to say that history of magic was boring, because it definitely wasn’t always, but she ALSO wouldn’t say it was her favorite class. It was just that as a kid that was SUPER prone to daydreaming, particularly during the lecture-y part of lessons involving history, this environment didn’t exactly inspire lots of paying attention.

...What DID inspire her to do more of that were those hooded hexers who she was PRETTY sure didn’t have hearts. Yeah, she’d pay attention to avoid being on the other end of any spells they had in their arsenal and to make Professor R look good in the process. She was a gem. A GEM. And she’d helped Feebs, so Cece would keep her.

”Hello Professor.”

Finding a spot by Kizzy, the blonde offered her friends in the room a small-ish smile and waited for class to start.

"Hello Miss Summers," Gabi greeted Cecelia as she walked in. Had the hooded figures moved yet? Nope, still standing behind her, making her feel uncomfortable..

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Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie

Just in case anyone was WONDERING, Atlas had taken a trip to the loo before arriving and had cut down on his usual number cups of orange juice (five) at breakfast (to one). And it was a good thing too because the moment the Gryffindor stepped into the classroom...he wished he hadn't.

Atlas had not been the same since the incident with the jarvey and the vacuum that had made a home in his chest only expanded and intensified every time he saw them in class. Which...well...was very unfortunate since it seemed like The Hoods™ had literally nothing better to do than terrorize everyone's learning experience.

So Atlas did not greet the professor, he couldn't even open his mouth, and instead made for a seat in the classroom that positioned himself the furthest way from the Neo-Alliance members as possible. Even if it was only temporary, because you couldn't be menacing and imposing if you just stood in one place, it gave the Gryffindor a moment to breathe. A moment to not see a blinding jet of green light.

Head down, the blonde set to getting his things out and arranging his inkwell and quill on his desk just so.

Poor kid. All these first years...this was their first experience with Hogwarts, and this Neo-Alliance was ruining it for them! She nodded in acknowledgment to the young Flamsteed boy before turning to the next student who entered.

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Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo

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"Hello Professor. Pleasant weather we're having. Ashley had such a great idea about muggles. I really hope that's what we're learning about today. Like the Headmaster says, it's for the greater good." Could you tell she kept sneaking glances at the hooded bullies? She was stealing glances at the hooded bullies. So much so it looked anything but natural.

Emm sank into the first seat that caught her attention, her feet unwilling to properly take her over to the one she usually had by Kizzy.

Don't draw attention and you don't get hexed like Ashley who still didn't learn anything. Only agree and never make it sound like you didn't mean it. "Professor, I dreamt I kicked a muggle in the shin." Emm continued, still eyeing the hooded men....women.....ducks? Seriously, what was under those hoods?

"It was satisfying--I blew them up, too." She added, eagerly. Totttaaalllllyyy not made up at aaalllllll.

...oh good Merlin.

Emmerson was being a BIT extra ~~but what else was new~~ and she hoped the hooded figures either didn't catch on (unlikely) or just...didn't care. She was doing what they wanted after all, yes?

"Really? How...fascinating," was all Gabi could bring herself to say. She grinned at her and nodded like she was interested, her smile just a bit TOO wide...realizing a moment too late that that probably looked fake as well, dropping her smile instantly and clearing her throat to greet the next student.

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Originally Posted by griffin

Devin fleetingly glanced at the hooded figures at the front of the room as he entered, then shifted his gaze to the professor and pretended like the hoods weren’t there. ”Good afternoon, professor.” He sat down rather rigidly near Ash, clearly uncomfortable with the presence of the hoods but trying his hardest not to show his fear. They were watching everyone in this room, just waiting to pick them off. He was sure of it. With his mum and dad both being in perfectly respectable wizarding careers, as a healer and dragonologist respectively, he knew he didn’t have nearly as much to be afraid of as his muggleborn classmates, but he was still absolutely terrified. Devin looked at the pictures, each of which seemed to be a magical creature. Not just any creatures, but ones that had made their way into muggle lore. So, maybe this lesson was supposed to be about how muggles got everything wrong in their accounts of these magical creatures? He had come to understand by now that Mr. Scary Headmaster was making all the professors teach them about how bad muggles were. Morally he knew that he wasn’t above muggles, but he had seen what the hoods were capable of and what they were willing to do with students who dared defy them. For now he was going to hold his tongue, and he was certainly not going to suck up to the hoods like his housemate Emmerson seemed to be doing.

"Hello Mister Horton," Gabi greeted the young Gryffindor as he joined the class.

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Originally Posted by Fireheart

Avalon was no longer surprised by the hooded figures gracing each classroom with their presence. They seemed to be at every lesson nowadays. She found herself wondering why they didn't have anything better to do. Or perhaps they just enjoyed attending each lesson so they could inflict torture on anyone who dared to speak up.

"Good afternoon, Professor," she said tiredly, noting Professor Recard's apparent exhaustion as well. It seemed like everyone at Hogwarts was having trouble sleeping lately.

Avalon took a seat near Aboli and Morgan, giving her fellow classmates a nod. If they weren't standing right in front of her, she would have offered a sarcastic comment about the hooded figures to her friends. But alas, doing so could get her mouth taken away, or Merlin knew what else, so she settled for a halfhearted wave instead.

Another one who'd lost her badge for outside reasons - poor girl. Gabi smiled at Avalon and nodded in greeting. "Good afternoon Miss Sinclair," she greeted her.

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Originally Posted by pundantic

Yo, Kale didn't have anything to say to these hooded dudes. He wasn't going to be rude, he'd learned that lesson pretty thoroughly in DADA, but he wasn't going to acknowledge them either. They didn't even get a look from the fifth year. And it was obvious that he was ignoring them.

He shot a grateful smile at Recard who had been such a lifesaver in CoMC. He'd seen. He was pretty sure the whole school saw what she had done. "Hiya, Professor," he said quietly.

He managed to slip into an empty seat without looking at the board or the two hooded dudes that were hanging around like a bad hair day.

Oh thank Merlin Kale was keeping his head down and his mouth shut. She felt bad for him, of course - and worried about him, and his sister, and Trent himself - but it made her job a LOT easier when he kept his wits about him. "Good day, Mister Trent," she responded.

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Originally Posted by siriusblackliveson

Doom and Gloom.

That's all that this place felt like this term. Sure weird things were expected, but this was getting to be way too much. All Charlie wanted was to learn more skills with her wand and flirt with cute boys. Yet here she was.

Setting her book down, grabbing her notebook, and pulling her sweater around her at the sight of the hooded figures she tried to put her mind at ease regarding them. "Afternoon Professor." That old saying of children should be seen and not heard was seriously the only thing getting her through this term.

"Good afternoon Miss Rivers," the young Gryffindor got a nod of greeting as well before Gabi's eyes darted to the hooded figures once more, making sure they weren't doing anything else nefarious before she continued.

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Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy

Since Professor Eris’s departure, Professor Recard had become Heath’s favorite professor here. That was why she still looked forward to History of Magic lessons… at least, as much as he was capable of looking forward to anything anymore. Mostly he just kept his head down and tried to block out his surroundings. The more he thought about his circumstance, the harder it was to keep his emotions in line. As such, he barely gave the pictures on the board a thought as he walked into the classroom. Cyclops, Loch Ness Monster, winged horses… He didn’t feel like making the extra effort to guess the lesson today, but he already had a hunch where it was going. Probably instances of magical creatures attacking muggles, he thought grimly. That would fit right in with Rosier’s twisted views…

The hooded figures’ presence was also largely ignored. The only thing that did stand out to Heath was that Professor Recard seemed more tired than usual, and who could blame her? Any other time, he would’ve greeted her with a sympathetic smile, but smiling in front of the hoods was probably asking for trouble. He liked his teeth in his mouth where they belonged, thanks! Instead he settled for a polite nod in acknowledgement. “Good afternoon, Professor Recard,” he said.

As if on autopilot, he joined Claudine and Fiona at the back of the room. There were three reasons behind his choice of seating. !) Sitting at the back put him farther away from the hoods. 2) He didn’t have to worry about his height blocking the view of someone sitting behind him. Most of all, sitting there with his friends was a familiar habit, and he just wanted one thing in his life to feel normal! He took out his supplies and looked to the front, waiting for the lesson to start.

"Good afternoon Mister Jones," Gabi said in response to Heathcliff as he entered...and just in time too, because there were just a few moments left before class started!

"Hello everyone - now that we're all here, we can begin," Gabi announced, closing the door with a wave of her wand. Hopefully that would also keep out any more...unwanted visitors. She glanced at the hooded figures one more time, just to assure they weren't going anywhere, before turning back and facing the class. Out of sight, out of mind ~~for now~~.

"Today we will be discussing how witches and wizards had an impact in the ancient history of the muggle world," she paused, remembering the hooded figures once again, which made her change her tone just slightly. "specifically in the time periods prior to 900 AD, where witches and wizards lived amongst the muggles - albeit it with far more advanced technologies than them, basically doing them favors with their magic," she said. There, was that enough to appease the hooded figures for this part of the lesson? A few anti-muggle statements here and there was usually enough to keep them off her back.

"My first question is this - which ancient society do you think has the most instances of witches and wizards occurring in their history? Think overall about all the things magical society may have ultimately been responsible for - science, education, government, architecture, lure - there are many things to consider as you come up with an answer," she explained. There were MANY possibilities that she would accept for answers.

OOC: Hello everyone! Let's just right on in to question one - pick an ancient society, any ancient society, and explain how you think witches or wizards had an impact on them! There are so many ways you can approach this question so get creative and try not to repeat answers!

We will move on in about 24 hours! As always if you need me just nudge me or address me in your title.

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Lissy Longbottom Giant Join Date: Jul 2003 Location: Ferrix: GMT-6 Posts: 56,911 Hogwarts RPG Name: Moritz Schultz (#0f667e) Ravenclaw Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nancy Schultz (#ac6f77) Hufflepuff Fourth Year x11 x1	curly haired prefect - "sometimes I get angry!" - 30/90 - chicken emoji - probably @ Disney - I speak dog SPOILER!!: Greetings! Quote: Originally Posted by astrocat Ash walked "boredly" into the room. Looking bored is what you do when you don't feel emotions, right? Well Ash was feeling emotions, but ignoring them. The only giveaway to her discomfort was her face paling to an extreme degree when she entered the room. "Hello professor." Today is a bad day. Just like every day is. "Are we learning about how muggles are horrible and dumb? Because that sure looks like what we're learning about. Just like we learn every day." And honestly Ash couldn't care. Caring was for people who wanted to feel pain. And Ash didn't want to feel pain. She slouched into a random chair in the front and stuck her hands in her pockets. Were they learning about how muggles were blind or how muggles were dumb? She couldn't decide. And it didn't much matter. Ashley Fox never failed to darken a room she walked into unhappy. Poor Ashley was really getting the short end of the stick when it came to her Hogwarts experience. Possession last term, now this? Gabi had to give her props for at least still showing up to classes - especially after the whole LIAR thing. "The lesson isn't really focused on muggles too much today," she assured her, without flat out saying NO. She was here to teach HISTORY, and while she DID have to mention muggles in her lesson, she was planning on brushing past it quickly. Hopefully. Quote: Originally Posted by NiallNIP Quinn walked into class clutching his History of Magic textbook. He had already read through decent portions in an attempt to glean some information about the situation at hand—and he did gain some information, but doesn't understand the big picture as of yet. Regardless, he's been able to participate in class a fair bit due to his reading ahead, and he wouldn't be surprised if today was the same. "Good morning, Professor Recard." Quinn said as he sat down in one of the desks. A thought popped into his head as he did—Professor Recard was also the nurse so... perhaps he could pop by and see her sometime to ask about healing magic? Quinn had read up on that, too, though he hadn't been able to practice any. His wand was supposed to be especially good at it, and perhaps with the help of the Professor he would be able to practice and get at least fairly decent at some of the spells. It would be helpful if... something were to happen. Quinn looked up at the board—a cyclops, the Loch Ness Monster and pegasi. Would today's lesson be on magical creatures that Muggles knew about through myths and legends? That's what it seemed like, at least. "Good morning, Mister Kingsley," she greeted the first year as he entered. He seemed to have a positive attitude about the lesson today, which was promising. Quote: Originally Posted by MadAlice Violet arrived at History of Magic in plenty of time. Since the rocky beginning of term, she had settled into a routine that worked well enough--and that bothered her. She didn't want for this new Hogwarts to start seeming normal to her. Having recently turned fifteen, she felt like she should had suddenly developed maturity, but in reality it seemed the other way around--her moods changed by the minute, and it was hard to keep her emotions under wraps, which she needed to do with these Inquisitors or whatever they called themselves always lurking around. "Good morning, Professor Recard," she said automatically as she entered and seated herself. But on looking up at the pictures at the front of the classroom, she had to check for a moment to make sure she was in the right class and not in Care of Magical Creatures. Gabi felt an extra pang of sympathy for Violet, being that she was one of her Slytherins, and she knew she had been having a rough time with everything lately. She smiled at her gently and nodded. "Good day Miss Blackthorne," she greeted her in return. Quote: Originally Posted by emjay "Sup, Professor," Morgan greeted Recard as he entered the class. It was a cheerful greeting, though maybe a little more subdued than usual. It was hard to keep a Morgan down too long, but circumstances really were making a go of it. He soon took a seat and leisurely sat back in it, his eyes finding the pictures on the board. "Oh, cool," he blurted out, mostly to himself. But maybe class would be interesting if they'd be talking about abraxans, kelpies, and... some sort of troll with one eye? It was no care of magical creatures class, but history of magic could be cool too, depending on the subject of the day. Gabi chuckled a little at his enthusiasm. "Hello Mister McCarthy," she greeted him as he sat down. Quote: Originally Posted by Kolyander Dahlia entered the room with a few minutes to spare. She had a thing with being early whenever possible. Especially now. Being late would definitely not have a good outcome. Not that she had to worry about it since she was early. "Good afternoon, Professor," she greeted the women as she found herself an empty seat. Slipping down onto the chair she quietly took out her textbook from her bag and set it on the desk along with some parchment and her quill. If she would need them, she didn't know but they were there if she did. With her things laid out neatly on the desk in front of her and her bag placed beneath her chair, Lia finally looked at the photos on the board. Interesting. Right away she was curious about the lesson but she tried not to let her thoughts get to far ahead of themselves. "Good afternoon to you too, Miss Donovan," Gabi nodded in reply to the Ravenclaw with a soft smile. Quote: Originally Posted by ArianaBlack Before the events of their first Care of Magical Creatures lesson, Kinsay James often went back and forth on how she felt about Professor Recard. On one hand, she never wanted to answer Kinsay's questions, but she was really nice (except for that one time she made Emm cry). Everything was different this year though. Professor Recard SAVED her sister and for that, Kinsay James would be forever grateful. With that in mind, she always felt a little less on edge when coming into the History classroom. Professor Recad would keep them safe even if Kizzy could tell she looked sleepy. To be fair the only reason why Kinsay had been able to sleep the past few weeks was because of the mega-bed she had made with Emmerson in the dormitory. Did Professor Recard have a best friend? Maybe Kizzy would suggest she make a mega-bed with Professor Varma. Stopping just in front of the board, Kinsay looked up at the photos for a moment or two before moving to a seat. "Hi." She liked the first picture best. What a silly looking cyclops. "Are we playing a game today?" That would be nice. "Perhaps later in the class," Gabi said with a smirk at Kinsay as she walked in. She was glad that she seemed to be getting more interest out of both her and Emmerson considering their rocky start last term. They were all kind of on the same team this year as well, against Rosier and his goons, which probably helped. Quote: Originally Posted by Inquisitorial Squad Two hooded figures stood at the front of the room, one on each side of the professor's desk. For now, the pair silently waited, watching.The one at the far end of the room scribbled something down on a piece of parchment while the one closest to the door tapped a wand (twelve inches, yew and dragon heartstring) against their hand menacingly, as if daring the arriving ~~pawns~~ students to give them a reason to use it. The wanded one soon found that reason in the form of one insolent little mudblood (astrocat). The way she talked, one might think she didn't want to learn why muggles were "horrible and dumb". Then how about a manners lesson instead? A jet of light shot from the tip of the hooded figure's wand, and the child would soon find her tongue glued to the roof of her mouth. She would learn to hold her tongue one way or another. It was for the greater good. Welp. She'd been hoping for a relaxing lesson, something to take the minds of the children OFF this whole occupation thing - of course that was wishful thinking. Gabi's jaw tensed and she looked at the hooded figure, taking a deep breath to calm herself before addressing him. "Was that necessary? She will not be able to participate in the lesson like that," she pointed out, although she was sure that the hooded figure didn't care. But perhaps it would work? Get them to reverse it so she could discuss how terrible muggles were at history?? Quote: Originally Posted by LilFox06 Another day. Another lesson. More hooded figures. It was unfortunately a routine that Valencia was now used to. "Hello Professor." she greeted as she entered. She then glanced at the hooded figures and took her seat. She dated a parchment for her notes and left two little dots by the date. She wished she knew more about wands because it would be helpful to know if these were people she'd seen before. Great. Now everyone was going to be nervous as they entered the room. "Hello Miss Phillips," she told her with a smile, tying to ignore the hooded figures as much as possible. Quote: Originally Posted by kayquilz Aboli quietly made her way to History of Magic. Recard's exhaustion was duly noted. Aboli felt only emboldened by it, like as a seventh year Slytherin she had to be strong for them. Recard deserved to feel tired - she probably had a lot more to deal with than any of them did. She also wondered if she had had a chance to talk to Headmaster Rosier yet. At the sight of the hooded figures, though, she decided not to ask and merely gave her a polite bow of the head instead. "Good day, Professor Recard," she said in a stately manner before taking a place near Morgan, who greeted Recard in a way that made Aboli nervous, given the hooded guys nearby. "Be careful there, McCarthy," she offered gently, but without looking at him. "Hello Miss Song," Gabi greeted the former prefect with a smile, still doing her best to ignore the hooded figures stationed in her classroom like they were expecting chaos to break out. Quote: Originally Posted by FearlessLeader19 What got her attention the moment the fifth year stepped into the classroom were The Hoods. Almost immediately the anxiousness rose in her. She actually hesitated for a moment to get a grip on herself. “Good afternoon, professor,’’ came the soft greeting, her gaze pointedly on the Head of House as opposed to the hooded figures. Claudine hurried away to select a seat at the very back of the room as usual. Only then did she take a look at the pictures before the room. Bewildered, she studied them. What in the world were they learning about today? The fact that even Claudine was worried about the hooded figures was...alarming. The Slytherin alway seemed so confident and to see her hesitant about something was odd. "Hello Miss Blaze," she greeted her. Quote: Originally Posted by Felixir Into the History of Magic classroom strolled Nem, tucking a book away into their bag as they went. "Good afternoon, Professor," they said politely, as they found a seat by the back corner of the room and got their things all set up for the notes they were unlikely to take. Nothing too out of the ordinary in their inscrutable demeanour today, no different from the rest of the term, which was in turn no different from the previous term. They'd noticed, naturally, that the Hug-a-Hoodie brigade were present, but that was hardly surprising at this point, and after spotting them out of the corner of their eye, Nem had gone on behaving like they weren't even there. Act like you don't see them, but remember they always see you. A general guideline Nem was ostensibly operating by, and one they had seen fit to pass on to their little brother as well, though it probably hadn't been all that necessary. Couldn't be too careful though; the kid was a liability. With their writing equipment all ready to go and textbook set to one side, Nem looked, not up at the pictures on the board, but in the direction of the window, and waited. Seemed she wasn't the only one trying to avoid looking at the hooded intruders. "Good afternoon to you too," she said with a small smile at Nem as they pointedly looked away from the figures and out the window instead. Quote: Originally Posted by SweetPeea History of Magic. Not sure what would come of today as she made her way into the classroom for today's lesson. The fifth year kept her composure together as she took a quick scan of the room. Her blue eyes immediately noticing the two hooded men sitting on either side of Professor Recard's desk as she waited for everyone to arrive. Her eyes not lasting on them for more than a mere second, not changing her calm expression as her attention was back on the professor to greet her, "Good afternoon Professor.." Immediately occupying a seat for herself as she waited for the lesson to begin, noting that she was not too far from her friend Morgan, but did not greet him as she normally would have. "Good afternoon," Gabi nodded curtly at Faye as she entered. The continued presence of the hooded figures was making her nervous, as it usually did after a while - especially when they flanked her like that! She needed eyes on the back of her head to watch them... Quote: Originally Posted by Waddles Comparing the topics covered in History of Magic to Muggle history class was probably the only time Mamie would agree with the Neo-Alliance that magic was better. She briefly hoped for just one class without the hooded scary folks, but was not surprised to see them as she entered the History of Magic classroom. "Good afternoon, professor," she said, taking a seat next to Quinn. She eyed the pictures on the board. The Loch Ness monster and...a one eyed ogre or cyclops or something, and some flying horses. What a way to get everyone wondering what they'd be talking about today. Magical creatures in history...could be discussing the Statue of Secrecy. Reasons to abolish the Statute of Secrecy and take over the world, probably. Gabi had begun to feel a small ounce of relief every time a student who came from a muggle background made it into her class safely, and Mamie was no exception. "Good afternoon Miss Turov," she nodded in greeting towards the girl. Quote: Originally Posted by Ginevra Fiona made her way into the classroom. She saw the two hooded figures and thought it was best to carry on as normal and to not say or do nothing stupid. "Good afternoon, Professor," Fiona greeted in a polite but even tone as she made her way to the rear of the classroom. Fiona sat down next to Claudine and that was when she finally took notice of the pictures on the board. "Hello Miss Jenovick," Gabi greeted the Slytherin as she watched her take a seat near the back. Quote: Originally Posted by Cassirin Phoebe was feeling VERY fondly toward the Professor, who had managed to heal her so thoroughly after her last encounter with the goon squad. She smiled broadly at the woman, who actually managed to look casual and relaxed in the face of a very bad term. "Good day, Professor. Wow, Kiz, check it out! She has a picture of you up there," Phoebe pointed to the one eyed cyclops on the board. And then she spotted the good squad lurking, and Phoebe's shoulders went up as she slunk toward a seat near Morgan. "My apologies for speaking out of turn, Professor." Just learn to shut up already, James! Poor Phoebe. So impulsive! It had already gotten her in to such trouble, and since they were having to put on a show here...she cleared her throat and sat up a bit straighter. "Just don't let it happen again, Miss James," she told her curtly. Not that she agreed that she had spoken out of term. She didn't care what any of them said to each other as long as they quieted down when class started...but best keep up appearances... Quote: Originally Posted by SilverTiger Was she tempted to just skive off from lessons because of how uncomfortable the hooded figures were making her? Absolutely, but Gracelyn felt responsibility for making sure her friends stayed safe too, and that was what had led her to the next History of Magic lesson. There might’ve been a tiny hope that this would be one of the rare lessons not invaded by the Neo-Alliance. Which, she wasn’t entirely sure she understood what was so new about it, since the beliefs seemed the same as what she’d learned from previous HoM lessons or just idle reading. What with it being OWL year and all, although she was questioning if those would be normal now too. In fact, she wasn’t surprised at all to see the two hooded figures flanking Healer Recard at her desk. By now, the hope was just the spark that kept her going, not a true expectation. “Good afternoon, Professor Recard,” she greeted, also like usual and accompanied by a polite smile, before she found a seat near Faye and therefore also Morgan. The latter of which she silently agreed with Aboli about. The hooded figures seemed to take everything very seriously after all. Keeping their heads down was much better. She’d much rather just learn whatever the healer wanted to teach them, what a cyclops ogre, a kelpie and the Beauxbatons Abraxans had in common. "Good afternoon," Gabi greeted Gracelyn as the Hufflepuff walked in and took a seat. Quote: Originally Posted by BanaBatGirl Bernie came a little ways into the classroom and stopped to read the board/see what clue Recard had for them today. She did enjoy these little hints, and of course the picture of the CYCLOPS!! had her excited. She nearly opened her mouth to make some cheeky rhyming pun about mythology and Homer-runs and riding kelpies all the way to Beauxbatons, but then she saw them. The hooded figures. Fun ruiners. Big snitches. Well NOW she couldn't go and say ANYTHING even vaguely Muggle-ish, lest she acquire some stitches from the snitches. Her mouth now set in a firm line, Bernie settled for a mumbled, "Hello HealerProfessor," and went off to find an inconspicuous seat far, far away from the snitch brigade. Her seat happened to be in the very back, directly next to Nem. Perfect. She might even be able to get a view of their parchment if she angled herself and slouched just right. Who needed to steal answers from Eiji Rasting when Nemesis Upstead, darling little angel-demon, beloved pet of the new headmaster, was available? Bernie even set up her desk JUST LIKE THEM. What was the saying about imitation and flattery? Ah yes, it was essential to survival at Hogwarts. Gabi had to admit, she was...a bit nervous for Bernadette this term, giving her general approach to things and the fact that she was muggleborn. BUT so far she had been keeping her head down, which was good and also a relief for Gabi. The fewer kids she had to patch up this term, the better. She nodded in greeting at Bernie as she watched her take her seat. Quote: Originally Posted by Bumblebee Jean-Luc entered the classroom noticing the pictures on the board. Hm. Fun. "Good morning." The young man greeted the kind professor with a smile the parked himself at a desk. There were definitely some unwelcomed visitors in the room. This was definitely not the Hogwarts experience he had envisioned a while back. Ugh, I hate it here. "Good afternoon, more like," Gabi smiled with a small teasing grin at the Slytherin boy as he came in. Perhaps he had forgotten to wear a watch today and had missed the lunch rush? Quote: Originally Posted by TakemetotheBurrow Cece wasn’t going to say that history of magic was boring, because it definitely wasn’t always, but she ALSO wouldn’t say it was her favorite class. It was just that as a kid that was SUPER prone to daydreaming, particularly during the lecture-y part of lessons involving history, this environment didn’t exactly inspire lots of paying attention. ...What DID inspire her to do more of that were those hooded hexers who she was PRETTY sure didn’t have hearts. Yeah, she’d pay attention to avoid being on the other end of any spells they had in their arsenal and to make Professor R look good in the process. She was a gem. A GEM. And she’d helped Feebs, so Cece would keep her. ”Hello Professor.” Finding a spot by Kizzy, the blonde offered her friends in the room a small-ish smile and waited for class to start. "Hello Miss Summers," Gabi greeted Cecelia as she walked in. Had the hooded figures moved yet? Nope, still standing behind her, making her feel uncomfortable.. Quote: Originally Posted by sweetpinkpixie Just in case anyone was WONDERING, Atlas had taken a trip to the loo before arriving and had cut down on his usual number cups of orange juice (five) at breakfast (to one). And it was a good thing too because the moment the Gryffindor stepped into the classroom...he wished he hadn't. Atlas had not been the same since the incident with the jarvey and the vacuum that had made a home in his chest only expanded and intensified every time he saw them in class. Which...well...was very unfortunate since it seemed like The Hoods™ had literally nothing better to do than terrorize everyone's learning experience. So Atlas did not greet the professor, he couldn't even open his mouth, and instead made for a seat in the classroom that positioned himself the furthest way from the Neo-Alliance members as possible. Even if it was only temporary, because you couldn't be menacing and imposing if you just stood in one place, it gave the Gryffindor a moment to breathe. A moment to not see a blinding jet of green light. Head down, the blonde set to getting his things out and arranging his inkwell and quill on his desk just so. Poor kid. All these first years...this was their first experience with Hogwarts, and this Neo-Alliance was ruining it for them! She nodded in acknowledgment to the young Flamsteed boy before turning to the next student who entered. Quote: Originally Posted by DaniDiNardo ... ..... "Hello Professor. Pleasant weather we're having. Ashley had such a great idea about muggles. I really hope that's what we're learning about today. Like the Headmaster says, it's for the greater good." Could you tell she kept sneaking glances at the hooded bullies? She was stealing glances at the hooded bullies. So much so it looked anything but natural. Emm sank into the first seat that caught her attention, her feet unwilling to properly take her over to the one she usually had by Kizzy. Don't draw attention and you don't get hexed like Ashley who still didn't learn anything. Only agree and never make it sound like you didn't mean it. "Professor, I dreamt I kicked a muggle in the shin." Emm continued, still eyeing the hooded men....women.....ducks? Seriously, what was under those hoods? "It was satisfying--I blew them up, too." She added, eagerly. Totttaaalllllyyy not made up at aaalllllll. ...oh good Merlin. Emmerson was being a BIT extra ~~but what else was new~~ and she hoped the hooded figures either didn't catch on (unlikely) or just...didn't care. She was doing what they wanted after all, yes? "Really? How...fascinating," was all Gabi could bring herself to say. She grinned at her and nodded like she was interested, her smile just a bit TOO wide...realizing a moment too late that that probably looked fake as well, dropping her smile instantly and clearing her throat to greet the next student. Quote: Originally Posted by griffin Devin fleetingly glanced at the hooded figures at the front of the room as he entered, then shifted his gaze to the professor and pretended like the hoods weren’t there. ”Good afternoon, professor.” He sat down rather rigidly near Ash, clearly uncomfortable with the presence of the hoods but trying his hardest not to show his fear. They were watching everyone in this room, just waiting to pick them off. He was sure of it. With his mum and dad both being in perfectly respectable wizarding careers, as a healer and dragonologist respectively, he knew he didn’t have nearly as much to be afraid of as his muggleborn classmates, but he was still absolutely terrified. Devin looked at the pictures, each of which seemed to be a magical creature. Not just any creatures, but ones that had made their way into muggle lore. So, maybe this lesson was supposed to be about how muggles got everything wrong in their accounts of these magical creatures? He had come to understand by now that Mr. Scary Headmaster was making all the professors teach them about how bad muggles were. Morally he knew that he wasn’t above muggles, but he had seen what the hoods were capable of and what they were willing to do with students who dared defy them. For now he was going to hold his tongue, and he was certainly not going to suck up to the hoods like his housemate Emmerson seemed to be doing. "Hello Mister Horton," Gabi greeted the young Gryffindor as he joined the class. Quote: Originally Posted by Fireheart Avalon was no longer surprised by the hooded figures gracing each classroom with their presence. They seemed to be at every lesson nowadays. She found herself wondering why they didn't have anything better to do. Or perhaps they just enjoyed attending each lesson so they could inflict torture on anyone who dared to speak up. "Good afternoon, Professor," she said tiredly, noting Professor Recard's apparent exhaustion as well. It seemed like everyone at Hogwarts was having trouble sleeping lately. Avalon took a seat near Aboli and Morgan, giving her fellow classmates a nod. If they weren't standing right in front of her, she would have offered a sarcastic comment about the hooded figures to her friends. But alas, doing so could get her mouth taken away, or Merlin knew what else, so she settled for a halfhearted wave instead. Another one who'd lost her badge for outside reasons - poor girl. Gabi smiled at Avalon and nodded in greeting. "Good afternoon Miss Sinclair," she greeted her. Quote: Originally Posted by pundantic Yo, Kale didn't have anything to say to these hooded dudes. He wasn't going to be rude, he'd learned that lesson pretty thoroughly in DADA, but he wasn't going to acknowledge them either. They didn't even get a look from the fifth year. And it was obvious that he was ignoring them. He shot a grateful smile at Recard who had been such a lifesaver in CoMC. He'd seen. He was pretty sure the whole school saw what she had done. "Hiya, Professor," he said quietly. He managed to slip into an empty seat without looking at the board or the two hooded dudes that were hanging around like a bad hair day. Oh thank Merlin Kale was keeping his head down and his mouth shut. She felt bad for him, of course - and worried about him, and his sister, and Trent himself - but it made her job a LOT easier when he kept his wits about him. "Good day, Mister Trent," she responded. Quote: Originally Posted by siriusblackliveson Doom and Gloom. That's all that this place felt like this term. Sure weird things were expected, but this was getting to be way too much. All Charlie wanted was to learn more skills with her wand and flirt with cute boys. Yet here she was. Setting her book down, grabbing her notebook, and pulling her sweater around her at the sight of the hooded figures she tried to put her mind at ease regarding them. "Afternoon Professor." That old saying of children should be seen and not heard was seriously the only thing getting her through this term. "Good afternoon Miss Rivers," the young Gryffindor got a nod of greeting as well before Gabi's eyes darted to the hooded figures once more, making sure they weren't doing anything else nefarious before she continued. Quote: Originally Posted by MadMadamMalfoy Since Professor Eris’s departure, Professor Recard had become Heath’s favorite professor here. That was why she still looked forward to History of Magic lessons… at least, as much as he was capable of looking forward to anything anymore. Mostly he just kept his head down and tried to block out his surroundings. The more he thought about his circumstance, the harder it was to keep his emotions in line. As such, he barely gave the pictures on the board a thought as he walked into the classroom. Cyclops, Loch Ness Monster, winged horses… He didn’t feel like making the extra effort to guess the lesson today, but he already had a hunch where it was going. Probably instances of magical creatures attacking muggles, he thought grimly. That would fit right in with Rosier’s twisted views… The hooded figures’ presence was also largely ignored. The only thing that did stand out to Heath was that Professor Recard seemed more tired than usual, and who could blame her? Any other time, he would’ve greeted her with a sympathetic smile, but smiling in front of the hoods was probably asking for trouble. He liked his teeth in his mouth where they belonged, thanks! Instead he settled for a polite nod in acknowledgement. “Good afternoon, Professor Recard,” he said. As if on autopilot, he joined Claudine and Fiona at the back of the room. There were three reasons behind his choice of seating. !) Sitting at the back put him farther away from the hoods. 2) He didn’t have to worry about his height blocking the view of someone sitting behind him. Most of all, sitting there with his friends was a familiar habit, and he just wanted one thing in his life to feel normal! He took out his supplies and looked to the front, waiting for the lesson to start. "Good afternoon Mister Jones," Gabi said in response to Heathcliff as he entered...and just in time too, because there were just a few moments left before class started! "Hello everyone - now that we're all here, we can begin," Gabi announced, closing the door with a wave of her wand. Hopefully that would also keep out any more...unwanted visitors. She glanced at the hooded figures one more time, just to assure they weren't going anywhere, before turning back and facing the class. Out of sight, out of mind ~~for now~~. "Today we will be discussing how witches and wizards had an impact in the ancient history of the muggle world," she paused, remembering the hooded figures once again, which made her change her tone just slightly. "specifically in the time periods prior to 900 AD, where witches and wizards lived amongst the muggles - albeit it with far more advanced technologies than them, basically doing them favors with their magic," she said. There, was that enough to appease the hooded figures for this part of the lesson? A few anti-muggle statements here and there was usually enough to keep them off her back. "My first question is this - which ancient society do you think has the most instances of witches and wizards occurring in their history? Think overall about all the things magical society may have ultimately been responsible for - science, education, government, architecture, lure - there are many things to consider as you come up with an answer," she explained. There were MANY possibilities that she would accept for answers. OOC: Hello everyone! Let's just right on in to question one - pick an ancient society, any ancient society, and explain how you think witches or wizards had an impact on them! There are so many ways you can approach this question so get creative and try not to repeat answers! We will move on in about 24 hours! As always if you need me just nudge me or address me in your title. __________________ I'm still standin'________________________________________ better than I ever did Lookin' like a true survivor_________________________________feelin' like a little kid